Title: Going On
Author: Ashley
E-mail: SweetieDayDreams@aol.com
Category: M/M angst
Feedback: Always welcome
Disclaimer: I don't own them, but you knew that
Inspiration: To all the people that sent F/B. I wasn't planning on doing this part so soon, but hey. Praise always makes me work faster.
A/N: I was going to base every part on a song, but I think I'll only do that for the most important parts. So consider "Unbreakable Heart" the prologue and this part one.
Maria's POV
It was hard at first, going on like she wasn't slowly dying inside. But she was too much her mother's daughter to just curl up and take it. And she had some really great friends that stood by her, making her get up, go to work, nagging her when she continued to lose weight.
To her surprise, it was Isabel that helped the most. Liz was busy a lot, away teaching science at a university. Alex spent most of his time in the recording studio, helping his clients with their records. Max, Kyle, and Tess stopped in a couple of times a week, bringing food and asking if she needed anything. Isabel ran her designing business from home, and had even moved in with Maria for a couple of weeks to help out.
But it wasn't the pain she felt herself that hurt the most, but the pain she saw hidden in her children's eyes. They had decided to try for a child after being married for three years. Because of Michael's alien status, they had decided to have the baby at home with the help of a midwife. It was a big surprise when they had twins, a boy and a girl.
Marcus had his father's dark eyes and hair, but his personality was his mother's through and through. Meghan, with her blonde curls and green eyes, looked like Maria, but showed obvious signs of being withdrawn and shy like her father. So whenever Maria looked at either of her children, she was reminded of their father, either in appearance or personality.
It was when she looked into Meghan's eyes and saw the same wounded look Michael had worn throughout most of his life that she thought she would never forgive him. How could he do to his own flesh and blood what had been done to him?
Three months after Michael left . . .
Maria smiled at her class as they filed out the door, leaving her alone in the kindergarten room. With a sigh, she began to clean up the smocks and buckets that signified finger-painting day. She was scrubbing paint off the desks with a sponge when she heard the knock on the door. Turning, she came face to face with someone she'd never seen before. He was tall and handsome in a tan, blonde sort of way. She looked up at his eyes and froze.
They were blue, but an empty blue. Just looking at them gave her chills. If eyes were the doorways to the soul, it looked this guy didn't have one.
Shoving the odd feelings to the back of her mind, Maria raised one eyebrow. "Can I help you?"
The man smiled, but there was no more feeling in it than there was in his eyes. "Are you Mrs. Maria Guerin?" At her nod, he continued. "I'm Gary Kline. I'm with the school board. We're doing some evaluations on the teachers at our schools. I'll be sitting in on a couple of classes to see how you interact with your students. I just thought I'd drop by and see what you think would be the best time for me to stop in tomorrow." He smiled again, and Maria flashed on a nature show she'd watched a few days before on sharks.
Because he was still waiting for an answer, she blurted out "Any time is fine, really." Glancing at the clock, she gave him what she hoped was a regretful look. "If you'll excuse me, I really have to get going." Without waiting for an answer, she slipped past him and began to gather her things. Marc and Meghan would be getting out of class any minute, and she didn't want them to be around this man. Something about him just made her very uncomfortable.
As she shoved her planner into her knit bag, she looked up to find Kline gone and the room empty. But the feeling of something being wrong clung to her mind.
Author: Ashley
E-mail: SweetieDayDreams@aol.com
Category: M/M angst
Feedback: Always welcome
Disclaimer: I don't own them, but you knew that
Inspiration: To all the people that sent F/B. I wasn't planning on doing this part so soon, but hey. Praise always makes me work faster.
A/N: I was going to base every part on a song, but I think I'll only do that for the most important parts. So consider "Unbreakable Heart" the prologue and this part one.
Maria's POV
It was hard at first, going on like she wasn't slowly dying inside. But she was too much her mother's daughter to just curl up and take it. And she had some really great friends that stood by her, making her get up, go to work, nagging her when she continued to lose weight.
To her surprise, it was Isabel that helped the most. Liz was busy a lot, away teaching science at a university. Alex spent most of his time in the recording studio, helping his clients with their records. Max, Kyle, and Tess stopped in a couple of times a week, bringing food and asking if she needed anything. Isabel ran her designing business from home, and had even moved in with Maria for a couple of weeks to help out.
But it wasn't the pain she felt herself that hurt the most, but the pain she saw hidden in her children's eyes. They had decided to try for a child after being married for three years. Because of Michael's alien status, they had decided to have the baby at home with the help of a midwife. It was a big surprise when they had twins, a boy and a girl.
Marcus had his father's dark eyes and hair, but his personality was his mother's through and through. Meghan, with her blonde curls and green eyes, looked like Maria, but showed obvious signs of being withdrawn and shy like her father. So whenever Maria looked at either of her children, she was reminded of their father, either in appearance or personality.
It was when she looked into Meghan's eyes and saw the same wounded look Michael had worn throughout most of his life that she thought she would never forgive him. How could he do to his own flesh and blood what had been done to him?
Three months after Michael left . . .
Maria smiled at her class as they filed out the door, leaving her alone in the kindergarten room. With a sigh, she began to clean up the smocks and buckets that signified finger-painting day. She was scrubbing paint off the desks with a sponge when she heard the knock on the door. Turning, she came face to face with someone she'd never seen before. He was tall and handsome in a tan, blonde sort of way. She looked up at his eyes and froze.
They were blue, but an empty blue. Just looking at them gave her chills. If eyes were the doorways to the soul, it looked this guy didn't have one.
Shoving the odd feelings to the back of her mind, Maria raised one eyebrow. "Can I help you?"
The man smiled, but there was no more feeling in it than there was in his eyes. "Are you Mrs. Maria Guerin?" At her nod, he continued. "I'm Gary Kline. I'm with the school board. We're doing some evaluations on the teachers at our schools. I'll be sitting in on a couple of classes to see how you interact with your students. I just thought I'd drop by and see what you think would be the best time for me to stop in tomorrow." He smiled again, and Maria flashed on a nature show she'd watched a few days before on sharks.
Because he was still waiting for an answer, she blurted out "Any time is fine, really." Glancing at the clock, she gave him what she hoped was a regretful look. "If you'll excuse me, I really have to get going." Without waiting for an answer, she slipped past him and began to gather her things. Marc and Meghan would be getting out of class any minute, and she didn't want them to be around this man. Something about him just made her very uncomfortable.
As she shoved her planner into her knit bag, she looked up to find Kline gone and the room empty. But the feeling of something being wrong clung to her mind.